Eugene had fallowed the others into the gym, his hands behind his head in his normal care free manor. He looked around the room before taking a deep breath. [color=0072bc]"Smells like testosterone, jock strap, and latent feelings homosexuality. Yep this is a gym alright."[/color] The teen said with a laugh as he walked up the steps of the bleachers and took a seat on the top row.